So, thank you—

Rain water enveloping my tongue when I am dehydratedit’s that totally sweet and pure taste of liquid so clean and life preservinglike some alchemic potion that promises life after deathSummertime fragrances misting the air, dampening my skinbalmy and sympathetic, holding me from my every angle; beauty and ugliness alikecoating my whole self in candied embraceFirst conscious breath after waking in a pool of cold sweat from some awful nightmarethe relief, dare I say euphoria, of realising it was but dazed hallucinationDiving beneath the surface of the ocean to hear only my own heartbeatall its saltiness cleansing my skin and thickening my hairSitting in the night, surrounded by the sound of the sea licking the shorelinePeaceful and safe, stars gently flattering my features and illuminating my eyesFeathers tickling my face when giggles turn to fits of hysteriafeeling every light touch with heightened senses in the darkHope and promise for the future seduce my feet to continue the lifelong trekIt’s looking forward which electrifies meEvery cruel memory shadowing my past doesn’t matter anymoreit’s so far down the highway I can’t even see it in the rear view mirrorI can be anyone I want to be nowbut I don’t want to be anything other than myself anymoreand you….You allow me to be thatgirlThat glowing, bubbly, nerdy girl with an occasionally morbid sense of humourwho is probably a little too forward at timesand cringes at the idea of normalityWho watches too much Friends and vows she is a Phoebe and a MonicaWho laughs until her stomach aches, eyes tear and cheeks blushWho cries when she is overwhelmedand prefers to be the little spoon
Who asks twenty questions every day because her fascination is limitlessWho looks up far more than she looks downand is a hazard only to herselfWho wears black on black on blackor stripes on stripes on gingham and doesn’t care if people look sidewaysThat girl who is the strongest woman on earth sometimesand other times feels like a lost child searching for a hand to holdWho narrates film and sings from her gut until her voice cracksand writes and writes and writes until her fingers seizeWho wants to articulate everythingand adores words like nothing elseWho loves so hard it breaks herand she doesn’t understand why she feels so muchor cares so muchor wants the way she wantsBut you let me be her and she’s all I have ever wanted yet never gotten to be….